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Lights out for Brynna.

Enjoying some falls in Dupont Forest.

Kiss the beaver.

not my fault

This photo brought to you by Carrot Top.

For what its worth, brynna picked out a bunch of this "outfit".

sliding rock

While in North Carolina, the DamFam with GraNelson's in tow visited a place called Sliding Rock. Esentially a waterfall over a smooth ledge outcropping with a nice 8' deep pool at the end-perfect for summer fun. After a very reasonable $1 entry fee we suited up and headed down for some slip-slidin fun. Being in the south we hoped the water would be somewhat warm but of course we were in the mountains of the south at about 3000' so it was anything but. It was cold enough that my feet started to go numb after a minute or so in.

"Good god thats cold, if I had boys they'd be in my stomach right now!"

Being the adventurous bunch we are, we didn't let the cold stop us. Me being the manly type who never, ever waxes his legs volunteered to be the guinee pig and went first. Turns out it was cold but only til you went in over your head then it wasn't so bad because you're brain went numb.

Eventually, all of the adults took their turns in the "refreshing" water.

Brynna had a blast simply watching everyone sliding down the rocks and laughed maniacally when mommy and daddy went.

Eventually, she did her own version on a much smalled rock in water just as cold.

woops

I may or may not have caused this little, itty-bitty bruise on Marcy's arm while we were mountain biking inNorth Carolina.

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coloring to pass the time on the way down.

Riding a bear the first night at Mellow Mushroom in Asheville.The pizza.

Judging by the size of it, Brynna certainly has fed her head.

We're back!

We have made it back from North Carolina. After an overnight in Asheville (see previous post) we spent 5 days at a cabin in Brevard hiking and biking in Pisgah National Forest and Dupont State Forest. We are eager to return to work for some much needed rest. B-girl was amazing. Things couldn’t have gone any better with a 1 ½ year old. She slept 8 hours straight on the ride down, had a brief pit stop and then slept another 3 hours before breakfast. She was a happy kid and took everything in stride – including missed naps and being dragged up mountains. We of course don’t ever want to hear Baby Einstein’s Playtime Music Box cd again. Our little B-monster hoots and hollers whenever Old MacDonald is played.

As usually happens when we are away, Brynnie reached a couple of milestones on our trip. On May 29 she successfully pooped on the potty. I’ve been waiting a long time for this accomplishment. Unfortunately, I was riding at Dupont State Forest when it happened. Marcy said she tried to get the photo I desperately wanted but the munchkin was too interested in wiping and flushing. I suggested we take a picture of one of my own dooks and try to pass it off as sweet little Brynna’s! Marcy shot down that idea of course (she has a way of killing my dreams!).

The second milestone happened Sunday on the way home. For a while now B has been requesting that we sing “ABCs” with her – she fills in letters. On the way home – somewhere in Virginia (I think we were in Virginia for like 6 hours!) – she sang the entire alphabet start to finish including the “now I know my ABCs part”. This was in between pointing out all of the cows and “horsies” and balloons (actually watertowers).

much more to come.

Road trip!

Sunday afternoon, the DamFam hopped in the car and headed to more humid pastures. Asheville N.C. to be exact.

View from the backseat.

Twenty three hours later (we had to make several extended toddler layovers) we rolled into picturesque Asheville ready for a serious shower and a nap. Unfortunately, there was no time for a nap before dinner but we were able to grab a quick shower before heading out. Of course, if we had known about the major dirty hippie population of the town we could have skipped the shower, got the nap instead and noone would have been the wiser. Our stench would have fit right in.



We ended up having kick ass pizza and beer at Mellow Mushroom (thanks for the tip Leslie!). We followed that up with a stroll around town marvelling at the amount of dreds in town and then headed back to the lovely Bates Motel, I mean, Days Inn to call it a night. Overnight, Marcy booted all of her Mellow Mushroom. She says she's sick, I think she's just making sure she can fit in her bathing suit! Women.



Today we check into our cabin where we'll be for the rest of the week and from there, who knows, maybe a ride, maybe a hike, maybe we'll have too many beers and pass out. The options are limitless when you have no plans.

crazy baby

OCD

How is it that I know Brynna shares a bit of her mom's and Mimmi Jo's obsessive compulsive disorder when it comes to cleaning? It could be that she'll stop everything to pick up a piece of dirt in the house and hold it in the air with a disgusted look on her face as if to say, "How can you expect me to play in such filth?". It could be that she freaks out if a piece is missing from her wooden safari puzzle. Or, it could be that after spending 20 minutes washing her perfectly clean tricycle from top to bottom (including pedals) she demanded that I dry every square inch of it as well (this included inside of the rear hatch) before she would ride it. The therapists can smell her coming a mile away.

Dude!

My mommy.

Brynna taking posession of her mommy at daddy's race.

cheese!

How could you not love this face?

Ok, how bout this one?

Dora bike

The grandparents Woodbury have kindly taken the task of turning Brynna into a complete commercial sellout seriously and got a Dora the Explorer big wheel for when she's up there tormenting the pups. It may be a purple, yellow and red eyesore but damn, does she love it. Ride on B.

The fruit doesn't fall far from the tree!

B loves here cheerios and milk. As you can see here, she REALLY loves them. Before you ask, no, I didn't teach her how to drink the milk from the bowl!

Cargo door open.

Time to meet your maker milk!

Down the hatch.

Almost gone.

Delish!

killer baby on the loose!

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B showing her moves, little house on the prarie style.

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How to give your dog a kiss while eating cheerios.

1. Get dogs attention.

2. Move in. Notice the partial extension of dog's tongue.

3. Realize mistake as tongue wraps around nose.

4. Flee in panic while cheerios fly from mouth (one on leg and one mid-air hanging from drool)

5. Repeat.